The smell of fresh coffee that is surroanding the room
the sun is already down. the candles are lighting the room.
My feets are slowly moving on the black wooden floor, carrying a blanket to cover my body in one hand and in the other hand the cup with coffee.
i jump as to avoid the bouquet of flower that from the moment that you enter my room , you throw them on the floor.
I reach the edge of the bed, where he is waiting for me, face down.
I let go of the blanket and put my hand in his beautiful copper hair. His beautiful green eyes reach mine dark eyes.
A quick wicked kiss reach his lips, letting him hang up as our lips broke apart. I lean my head letting my dark hair to fall on my face.
- I brought some coffee. Come, cover yourself and drink some with me.
- I wanted to cover myself up but, it seems to be a problem with that.
- And what is the problem exactly ? as i say that, i let go of his hair and hold the cup of coffee with both hands.
He rises on the edge of the bed, his rough hands go up from my leg to my back, he is pulling me towards his naked body.
- You! You are the problem.